A Rebel Heart

Annelise Emilia Marie Lovelace.

As if such an elegant and mighty name could define a person, as if it could bestow upon them beauty, grace, strength, and power.

Just call me Elise.

Within me doesn't lie the cleverness that was abundant within my father, nor the cruelty with which he has dealt with those who dare to oppress him.

I cannot and refuse to rule alongside the deception my father has, nor with the cavity sweetness exterior my mother has shown to the world.

While my father and mother carried out their duties systematically and with cold calculation, I was far too instinctual and passionate.

But it doesn't matter anyways.

Although I am the oldest and rightful heir to the throne, my parents would rather cut off their right hand than allow me to diminish all they've labored on for the years they have ruled.

I have suffered too long under their tyranny, and I absolutely refuse to be married off to a stranger and again be confined to the cold and loneliness of the castle.

I am no longer blinded by fury or jealousy regarding the fact my younger brother is to take the throne, but my plan was to travel the country and live life. The wishes of my parents were not factored into my plan, as they have regarded me with disappointment and scrutiny all the seventeen years of my life.

Annelise Emilia Marie Lovelace may not be quite the best in much of anything, but within her lies a passion and fight that cannot be suppressed by any means.